Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

Ambassadors from various countries are offering their congratulations to the Qin and Han dynasties.

Helian Tieshu, however, would occasionally glance in the direction of the main gate of the palace.

Soon, the commotion caused by thousands of people stamping their feet could be heard, and the flags planted on both sides of the training ground began to sway.

What's that sound coming from outside?

Duan Yu looked out curiously. Zhu Danchen's injuries had eased considerably, and he stepped forward to stand beside Duan Yu.

Wanwan looked up and noticed the commotion coming from the outside.

"Brother, something doesn't sound right here."

Qin Han spread his perception outwards, quickly covering the entire palace within his perception range.

Three thousand soldiers clad in silver armor and wielding long swords and heavy crossbows were approaching the training ground from all sides of the palace via the palace paths.

Hundreds of warriors emerged from the corners of the main hall, their robes embroidered with the insignia of the First Hall.

He had a Western Xia-style curved sword hanging at his waist, and his gaze seemed to be preventing the people in the training ground from escaping.

The guards of the various delegations drew their swords, and the scene instantly became chaotic.

Kublai Khan sat in his seat with a slight upturn of his lips. The Golden Wheel Monk glanced in the direction of Qin Han from behind, the words Kublai Khan had just spoken still echoing in his ears.

"Your Majesty, after today's events, Western Xia will be our most steadfast ally in Mongolia."

Before Wu Yingxiong could figure out what was happening around him, Liu Dahong pulled him back a few steps by the arm.

"Your Highness, something doesn't seem right."

Prince Zongzan stood beside Kumārajīva, supporting his arm, looking bewildered and clearly not understanding the situation.

"What kind of play is this now?"

A man's voice came from the main entrance of the hall at that moment.

"Your Majesty, I feel that Qinglu's marriage to the Prince of Qin is very inappropriate."

Everyone looked in the direction from which the sound came.

Emperor Li Bingchang of Western Xia, dressed in a dragon robe, entered the training ground surrounded by a group of imperial guards.

He looked to be in his early thirties, and his facial features were somewhat similar to Li Qiushui's, but his brows carried a gloomy look that had been suppressed for many years.

Li Qiushui pushed aside the beaded curtain in front of her and stood up, her well-maintained face gradually revealing an undisguised anger.

"Your Majesty, what is the meaning of your presence here today?"

Li Bingchang stopped in the open space in front of the arena, facing the imperial grandmother who had oppressed him for thirty years.

"My meaning is very clear: Qinglu is a princess of Western Xia, and her marriage should be decided by me, her father."

"I believe that the fourth prince of Mongolia is virtuous and talented, and would be a good match for Qinglu."

Li Qiushui's face quickly turned ugly.

"What's wrong, Your Majesty? Are you dissatisfied with the conclusion I just announced in public?"

"You've brought so many soldiers into the palace; what do you intend to do here?"

Li Bingchang's face hardened; he had been waiting for a long time for the day he could seize power.

From the moment he ascended the throne, the power of the court was always in Li Qiushui's hands. He, the emperor of Western Xia, who sat on the throne, was always a useless figurehead.

All matters of state in Western Xia had to be handled according to the whims of this Grand Empress Dowager.

He had endured this for over a decade, but now he could no longer bear it.

"Helian Tieshu!"

Li Bingchang shouted loudly.

Helian Tieshu turned around and bowed to Li Qiushui, who was standing on the high place.

"Your subordinate is here."

As he responded, he raised his arm and gestured to the surrounding area. The members of Yipintang on the periphery followed his gesture and drew their curved swords from their waists.

Hundreds of crossbowmen emerged from the palace walls surrounding the training ground, drawing their bows.

The arrows from the heavy crossbows were all aimed at Li Qiushui's location.

Helian Tieshu looked at Li Qiushui in front of him.

"We urge Your Highness to rescind your decree now."

The foreign envoys were all stunned by the spectacle, and even Duan Yu was dumbfounded. Was this a coup d'état?

Zhu Danchen, fearing that Duan Yu would act rashly again, lowered his voice to remind him.

"Your Highness, this is a matter for the Western Xia, and we in Dali cannot meddle in such things."

Wu Yingxiong was stunned for a moment, and a hint of schadenfreude flashed in his eyes.

Although he didn't marry the princess of Western Xia, it was still a good thing to see Qin Han suffer a loss here.

Prince Zongzan, supporting Kumārajīva's arm, was still not fully processing what was happening.

"Imperial Advisor, why is the Emperor of Western Xia directly opposing his grandmother?"

Kumārajīva simply shook his head. The civil officials of Western Xia were in complete chaos at this point, with several older officials kneeling trembling on the ground and kowtowing to Li Bingchang.

"Your Majesty, the Imperial Concubine has been assisting in the government for so many years, you cannot treat her like this in public."

Li Bingchang didn't even bother to glance at them.

Now that he dared to bring troops into the palace, he no longer intended to pretend to be a filial son or virtuous grandson.

Kublai Khan stood up and bowed to Li Bingchang.

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty."

"After the marriage alliance between Mongolia and Western Xia, our two countries will surely remain on good terms for generations to come."

Qin Han leaned back in his chair and looked at the people standing in front of him. He finally understood what Kublai Khan and the Golden Wheel Monk had been whispering to each other earlier.

It turns out that he had long been entangled with the ambitious puppet emperor of Western Xia.

Li Qiushui looked at the Helian Iron Tree below the steps.

"Helian Tieshu, I have considered myself to have treated you well over the years, yet you have turned around and betrayed me?"

Helian Tieshu looked at the steps in front of him.

"Your Highness, this humble general is a general of the Western Xia Kingdom. His Majesty is the ruler of the Western Xia Kingdom, and this humble general can only obey His Majesty's orders."

Li Qiushui suddenly laughed. She raised her palm and circulated her inner energy, clearly intending to unleash her fury and kill the traitor on the spot.

But as soon as he gathered his inner energy, his expression changed.

The flow of true energy in his meridians became somewhat sluggish, and he could barely stand by holding onto the pillar next to him.

"A gentle, melancholic breeze?!"

Duan Yanqing, leaning on his cane, walked from the back of the crowd to the front, and the sound of his ventriloquism rang out.

"The Empress Dowager is right, it is indeed the Sorrowful Breeze. This medicine is colorless and odorless, and it has been spreading with the wind for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. By now, everyone in this entire martial arts arena should have been poisoned by this medicine."

Li Qiushui looked at Duan Yanqing in front of her. The "Sad Breeze" was a unique poison from Yipintang.

Once a person is poisoned by this, their internal energy will be sealed and they will feel weak and sore all over. She never thought that her most trusted subordinate would one day use the poison developed by Yipintang to deal with her.

"Duan Yanqing, you...you don't want to...."

Duan Yanqing interrupted the other person.

"Your Highness, there's no need to say more. The Emperor has already granted my wish, so you don't need to trouble yourself."

"I advise Your Majesty to rescind your decree and allow the princess to marry Prince Kublai Khan."

The envoys from various countries on the training ground tried to circulate their internal energy, but soon found that they really couldn't raise their true energy at this time.

Yu Zhenzi's expression was grim: "Young Master, the true energy in my body has been sealed by this poison."

Wu Yingxiong's legs went weak and he slumped back into the chair behind him.

Kublai Khan smiled smugly and turned to look at Qin Han sitting to the side, assuming that the other party was now powerless to resist.

"Your Majesty, Qin Han is a high-ranking official in the Southern Song Dynasty. Please take him down."